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It's never too late to let your antlers & talons grow wild.
It's never too late to cover yourself in moss & wildflowers and shamble about the old forest, spreading fear and wonder in equal measure.
It's never too late to let your antlers & talons grow wild.
It's never too late to cover yourself in moss & wildflowers and shamble about the old forest, spreading fear and wonder in equal measure.
Leave that to the ancient queen of dark fairies, whom you'll be hearing from very soon, if rumors carried by the ravens are true.
Leave that to the ancient queen of dark fairies, whom you'll be hearing from very soon, if rumors carried by the ravens are true.
I like the way you move through the world with a rumpled confusion, leaving a trail of half-baked ideas, overdue library books, and disappointments in your wake.
If your life feels like a bad novel, rewrite the next chapter. Change the genre. Add a boat chase and some sexy ghosts.
If your life feels like a bad novel, rewrite the next chapter. Change the genre. Add a boat chase and some sexy ghosts.
Choose love.
Choose books, both fun & powerful.
Choose a vehicle capable of outrunning the law, and fill it with banned books and friends who excel at a certain kind of mischief.
Choose love.
Choose books, both fun & powerful.
Choose a vehicle capable of outrunning the law, and fill it with banned books and friends who excel at a certain kind of mischief.